I don't know what it is about Spicey that I love so much, because he was absolutely terrible at his job.

As White House press secretary, he often rambled, fought reporters, and even started holding off-camera press briefings.

But maybe it's because he was clumsy at the podium -- so clumsy that Melissa McCarthy handily skewered him week after week on SNL -- that I'd love to see him off the dais.

I just can't picture him doing pliés or shimmying or wearing sparkles.

Which, of course, is exactly why I can't wait for this to become a possibility.

I know I'm getting ahead of myself, and it's not even a report that the former press secretary is in talks with the show -- just that they'd like to get him for the next season. But Page Six has a pretty good track record. And it would fit right in with the country's continually blurring lines between reality television and real life.

And, oh, the possibilities!

Imagine what a delight it would be to watch him stand there with his dance partner, his bowtie tastefully bejeweled, and listen to one of the judges say, "Sean, I'm not gonna lie. I had high hopes for you after last week's mambo. But you just -- you mangled it. A tango is about connecting with your partner, being light on your feet. Where were your feet?"

And he'd reply, "Where were your feet, okay? My feet were right here, just as reported. I'm not sure what you're trying to insinuate."